The Glamour

I'm sure many of you are thinking, surely a Lord would only play in the best establishments across the world.
The poker rooms must have beautiful gaudy décor and crystal chandeliers, and the notoriety of opponent must range from the Count of Monte Carlo and the Duke of Westminster to Baron Von Rothschild.

Lord F supping his favoured tipple, a Whisky sour which was hand crafted by the hands of a beautiful model, being spoon fed oysters and caviar, as she giggles at his endless wit and charm. Using his cunning to get a few 'hectares from the estate' or the Aston Martin keys 'thrown' into the pot.

It's an illusion I don't want to discourage my readers from having,

                      Baxter contemplates chucking the keys to the Bentley into the pot